I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.
Friday, December 20, 2013
Someone else is here.
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Ah, wasn't sure who, but I suspected. Now I know. Hi foam! *waves* *smiles*
Again, I'm more with you on that than not. Trying to push my days over is... brutal. I have just enough strength to shove a bit too hard. *grins* *laughs*
Ever noticed, when you are in the "zone", how chuckles can escalate into laughter, sadness into terrible sadness, or a spooky thing can become outright terrifying? Ever been in a spooky mood, while in the zone, and closed a door behind yourself to a great start! :) Just comparing notes.
Yeah, I made it. I'm feeling kinda specterish, actually.
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Again, I'm more with you on that than not. Trying to push my days over is... brutal. I have just enough strength to shove a bit too hard. *grins* *laughs*
ReplyDeleteEver noticed, when you are in the "zone", how chuckles can escalate into laughter, sadness into terrible sadness, or a spooky thing can become outright terrifying? Ever been in a spooky mood, while in the zone, and closed a door behind yourself to a great start! :) Just comparing notes.
Yes, being real fatigued can become painful and I will spiral down into a funk .. or become giddy. Yesterday, it was a funk mood.
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